Nothing to write. Disclaimer is as always. I always have more to write at the end of a chapter.

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When they finally got to the city, they were happy just to find a town where they could sit down and have brunch. Ritonno had pancakes, Seiya an omelet with ham and cheese. The food tasted good – they were starving. They planned their way back to the base. Neither looked forward to the five miles between the train station and the base, but they were willing to put up with it. After all, they had been through worse.

Finally, they were back home.

Leader and Deidara rushed to the door. "Sei-chan! I'm so glad you're safe, yeah! We heard a report on the radio that two missing-nin were found in Konoha, but then the reception went fuzzy so we didn't know what happened, yeah!"

"No, we're fine, Dei-kun. Seiya slipped up and accidentally said that we were friends with Itachi, but we got away from Tsunade. Sorry to worry you."

"Are you hungry, yeah?"

"No. We ate before we came here. Now, I should probably apologize to Itachi."

"For what, again?"

"Because Jiraya probably isn't going to write any more Icha books after last night."

They heard a scream. "That's him."

"And… How exactly did this happen?"

"…Well, we told you to go ahead, so he came up and he was flirting with us and everything, and we flirted back so he wouldn't be on-guard. Then I kneed him in the crotch."

Deidara and Leader stared at her, both of them turning a bit pale.

"Exactly. And we brought him to Tsunade and she kicked him to make absolutely sure, then Seiya accidentally said we knew Itachi so we had to get out of there."

Leader chuckled to himself. "There's no one quite like you, is there?"

"Nope!" Seiya certainly sounded proud of herself.

"Will you come and hang out with me while I have some miso, yeah?"

"Sure. You coming, Rit-chan?"

"Why not? By the way, did Hidan have any more problems with Kisame?"

"Well, Kakuzu sewed his foot back on for him if that's what you mean, yeah."

"Oh. That wouldn't be very fun."

"No, it wouldn't be – he had to clean the blood off the carpet, yeah."

"That wasn't quite how I meant it… Sometimes I forget that a dismembered foot doesn't mean much to Hidan."

Deidara smiled as he sat down with his warm miso. "It's easy to forget, yeah!"

They had a nice conversation. Before Deidara was done with his lunch, however, Itachi stumbled upstairs.

"Itachi, what's wrong? You look… unstable." She felt his forehead, but he knocked her arm away and glared at her.

"Demon."

"What did you just call me?"

"I called you a demon! How could you have done that to the great Jiraya?"

"He was planning worse things for us. Do you want the example?"

"Okay, let's see this."

Ritonno picked up a napkin and tore off a piece, then took a kunai and shuriken from the pouch on her thigh.

She placed the piece of paper over the hole in the shuriken. "Okay. Now this can be either me or Seiya. And this," she held up the kunai, "is Jiraya." She shoved the kunai through the hole in the shuriken. "…And there you go."

"Not while I'm eating, yeah!"

"You're wrong."

"Huh?"

"Ask Seiya or Deidara. That wasn't her."

Seiya's hands balled into fists, but she sounded calm as she said, "If I hadn't sworn off killing, I'd kill you here and now." Deidara blushed bright red.

"Well, regardless," Ritonno said, trying to steer attention away from the couple, "anyone who takes advantage of anyone – minors or not – deserves to have something like that happen to them. While we're on that subject, do you have anything to confess, Itachi?"

"Not like that!"

"Good."

She continued her lunch.

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A few days later, Itachi got the wonderful to do sexy no jutsu constantly. No matter how much Ritonno told him to stop, he kept doing it. One day, she decided to bring it up with Seiya.

"How, exactly, was Itachi being a bitch?" Seiya asked, in accordance with an earlier statement from Ritonno.

"He keeps doing sexy no jutsu. It annoys me!"

"Yeah… Oh! I have an idea!"

"What?"

"Well, you know how, in junior year, you have bio? …I mean, you have it in fifth and seventh grade, too, but you know how in eleventh grade they assume that you're more mature?"

"Yeah…"

"Well, Itachi obviously isn't. Think about how much of the feminine system he must know."

"I still don't get it."

"He would have sexy no jutsu down to the hormone levels. And what does lack of estrogen and progesterone cause?"

Ritonno began to laugh. After about half a minute, she managed to yell out, "Periods!!!!!!"

…And so begins Ikachi.

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…Which basically means that, if you want to read the rest of the story, go to chocolate-is-god. like I've been telling you. The content gets a bit more mature (especially with chapter 12) but you should be able to handle it… Pocky-machine and I desperately want hits!

I love this ending. The goals of any author are to come up with a half-decent idea, not murder it when it's written out, keep it going for awhile, and find some way to end it. Everyone loves their own recent work much more than they should have. The best way to bring yourself into the real world is to look at your work a few years from the time that it's written. I made that mistake once… The stuff that was almost worth posting I put on my DeviantART, but the rest was junk, so it's still sitting, stagnant, on like the word "chuckle." I've used it three times over today and yesterday. I'm not sure if I ever used it in my writing before then… It's fun to use, though!